Confusion and Reality

Ten years have passed.Time has slipped away without a trace, and suddenly, I looked back and realized how quickly time has flown, how quickly it has gone. With the passage of time, my parents' faces have aged, and they have also developed more wrinkles and gray hair. The elders in the village have passed away. I don't know what to think about anymore, from a mischievous little rascal, I've become a big boy, no longer a child's time. The past memories are gradually lingering in my memory.

The relentless passage of time, day and night, and meals three times a day. As I grow older, my dreams are further and further away from me. I constantly struggle, endlessly torn and tangled, filled with melancholy.

The reckless young me once fantasized that I could always achieve my wishes. I worked hard for my goals, not afraid of wind and rain, not afraid of hardship, I stumbled along the way. I also constantly reflected on how a grassroots person could rise. Haha, there's joy, sadness, and laughter, I really can't figure out what I can do, I'm lost, I'm realistic, with old and young people around. I wish I could have a little more breath, that would be great.